Aftermath

Planet: Tarsonis

Year:2530

Place: Tarsonis Super City

- Confederate Onze Masters Academy - 0930 - Military Change Room -

A few days had passed since the death of Angus Mengsk. And commoners from all walks of life were beginning to see the wealthy, in a new and undesirable light. While those caught in between grew to be hated by both sides.

'People want answers. And the nobles can't give them,' thought Caesar. He sat within a change room, surrounded by teenage noblemen and commoners alike. Both sides glanced towards him before turning away in disgust.

However, one 15-year-old commoner stared hard, snarling as he yelled. "Get out freak! Or do think we can't touch you like these noble dogs?"

While those comments did enrage the nobles, they said nothing. As the 6'6, muscular and fat boy charged towards Caesar with a fist raised high.

#An: muscular and fat are seemingly overweight people with a lot of muscle under their fat.#

"Swing. and I'll snap that arm in three," responded Caesar. Turning towards his locker. Everyone watched as the boy snapped, yelling. "DIE 11 DOG!" As he swung at Caesar.

While leaning out the way Caesar hit his elbow with an uppercut, then grabbed his arm and twisted it in reverse. Before grabbing, then snapping his wrist backward.

"Screaming is unbecoming," Caesar said. Disregarding the military student, who hit the floor wreathing, crying in pain.

"What!?" The commoner screamed, eyeing the nobles. They closed in on him, clenching their fists.

"You, Augustus." A noble pointed at Caesar, "break his other arm. If screams, then break a leg."

Caesar said nothing while disregarding the group. Who watched on in shock, seeing him act as if they did not matter.

"Augustus?" A noble boy yelled. Watching Caesar step over the commoner and walk past their group on his way to the exit.

As the door swung open the noble yelled. "How dare you disregard us? After one of you, black op freaks had the gull to frame us after murdering Angus!? Do you think yourself untouchable? Just because you are slightly talented?"

Those within the hallway stopped before sneering upon seeing Caesar, the nobility, and the injured commoner.

"Killing Angus wasn't enough!? Now you're trying to kill Reco!" A commoner yelled. Some nobles snared at him, however, other commoners came to his side.

"We're not afraid of you or your dogs!" Yelled a few of the commoners.

"YEA! Just because you got to Reco, doesn't mean you can get to us!" Another snapped.

The nobles turned back, glaring hatefully at the group standing around Reco. As the commoners posted everything.

'Hateful nobles strike again.'

'When will it stop?'

'Crime halted!'

"IT WASN'T US!" Yelled a noble from the first group. He stood up pointing at Caesar while saying. "It was that freak! He broke this commoner's arm for attacking him."

"AH-HA!" Yelled a noble.

The commoners raised their phones while yelling back, " Reco wasn't like us! He could afford Triroids and Sento somatotropin. There is no way he could do that!"

"But it's true! We've all heard the rumors surrounding those black op freaks. New ones surface every year! There's even a rumor that one of these freaks killed Angus."

"Um, guys? Caesar already left," a girl whimpered.

This situation didn't matter. For it was one of many across the Confederate stars.

- Ghost Training Facility -

Samir threw a jab while using telekinesis to pull Lokee forward.

Lokee broke free then with a jap, Samir leaned in, dodging the punch as he fired a right hook

'Dude, what's the point of combative telekinesis sparing if you won't use it?' Samir asked while pulling Lokee's head down and raising for an uppercut.

'I'm trying.' Lokee said, using his telekinesis to make Samir's punch.

Ingrid tilted her head while asking. 'How does somebody with cryokinesis struggle with combative telekinesis?'

'That's true.' Yasha chimed, Kelly and Hinata were off on the side nodding in agreement.

'Cryokinesis is like walking for me, I don't even think about-' Lokee responded, the girls laughed as Samir hit him mid-thought.

'Hey, what do you guys think about the nobles vs commoners shit?' Asked Kelly.

Ingrid rolled her eyes while saying, 'don't get me started. I had to slap some snotty bitch for getting disrespectful.'

'Ingrid. That snotty bitch was your own cousin. And what happened to that cute little naive girl we used to tease?' Said Kai, entering the room alongside Ivory.

'Cousin!? Ingrid yelled while seething through her teeth. 'The first thing she said after seeing me. In five years! Was, I can see why your dad sent you away.

And why didn't you tell me he was running this place!?'

'Why does it matter?' responded Kai. Rolling his eyes as he leaned towards her.

'Yeah, nice try. Don't touch me.' Ingrid snapped, Samir appeared between the girls with a noticeable smile.

As he read Ingrid's mind. 'Wow, plotting to kill daddy already! Cruel.'

'Stop harassing the gal,' Chimed Darron. He entered the room alongside Bazir.

'Besides we'd all snap if our parents did that,' Yasha added. The group went silent feeling Ingrid and Kelly's bubbling emotions at the thought of their parents.

The veins in Ingrid's head bulged as she said. 'Where is Caesar? That ass owes me an explanation.'

'Ingrid.'

'Don't Ingrid me, Yasha. I spent over five years hoping he'd come back for me. Only to have that stuck-up bitch tell me, and everyone in the school.'

She turned, glaring at Kai. 'And you better not say I can't kill him.'

'I will,' Samir stated. 'Don't even think about killing him. Or anybody related to him.'

'Why not!?' Ingrid glared, her psionic energy began to churn.

Samir's energy gathered while his rage boiled. The room temperature dropped as Lokee eyed Ingrid.

'If he or anybody he knows dies. We won't get that starship. Meaning well be stuck serving him, the Dukes, and every confederate cunt out there.

Or is your vendetta more important? Because if so, tell us. I'd happily see you kicked to the curb for throwing away everything we're trying to build,' said Samir.

Ingrid sighed, relenting for the group. 'Fine. But next time I'm coming. I need to hear the reason he abandoned me.'

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I admit. The second half of this chapter was me wanting to write but not knowing what to write.